Chapter Seventy-Two

“He can be… challenging.”

She laughed. “He has reasons for being so hard on the exterior. Give him a chance to warm up, and I promise he’ll be worth making the relationship.”

“Portia, I don’t know what you might be thinking, but Mack and I, we only have a professional relationship.” In desperation, I held up my phone, thankful I changed my settings so only a name would appear when I got a text, and not the actual message. “Like now, he’s probably working, and I’m going to ignore him, because it’s the holiday weekend.”

She flipped her hair to the side, resting her elbow on the table and setting her chin on her fist. “It’s smart to be able to shut off the working mind, but I have an inkling you’re interested in what’s so important for him to send you multiple text messages.”

I shrugged then grinned. “Maybe I am, but I’m not going to answer,